First Year Graduation Party PV 1st Yr Finished

Interactions: @Koko Riddle& @Luna Choi &@Illowy Magnard & @Lamik Fillestar (boyfriend )

Interacting: @Mari Haynes
Mention: @Koko Riddle

With a table cloth floating into the air, and just sheer chaos going around, the blonde was beyond flushed with embarassment and aggravation. How many hours had been spent organizing this event and for what? Her peers were obviously absolute morons. It explained why so many had left before chaos had ensued. Who had even thought it a good idea to jump on a disco ball? She had to guess a Gryffindor though she knew not all of the scarlet and gold were senseless imbeciles.

Dodging another ball she heard the call to cast the dancing feet charm which honestly seemed silly because balls didn't have feet, but she cast it above head a few times regardless. "Tarantallegra!" she called with linguistic precision worthy of her perfectionist side. Although the idea of music loving balls being distracted by such a spell did make some sense, she still felt it was aggravating, the entire situation was just annoying. All this time to come into hell. No. She was done.

Quietly she escaped the Great Hall, opting to go back to the Ravenclaw tower and pack before the years end rather than spend another moment in such a place. Even if the balls were to be wrangled, she felt too put off to enjoy a party she had worked so hard for others to enjoy. That need for control and desire for being liked flying out the door as she descended a bit closer to the depths of annoyance and nonchalance that plagued her parents. A sense of detachment spurred by the ineptitude of the masses, which in this case she had no desire to be near or associated with.

Exit Angellica

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Interacting with @Arc Perscivious and @Nico Shymane Mentioning @Hjørdis Jensen

Ability: Fearless

"Levitate and use that shielded area. Got it?" 

Interactions: Tatiana Crane | Mentions: Mostly everyone

Saskia watched curiously as the professor tilted the boy's head back and adjusted his position on the ground. If the lack of magic was any indication, it was easy to assume that this was something Muggles would normally do. It was rather interesting to see, however. For some time in her childhood, Saskia had been visiting her father's hospital to talk to the patients who resided there, and since then, she learned to familiarize herself with common (and a few uncommon) illnesses, as well as the treatments that would go along with it. Still, most cases were easily cured with magic, and it was rare to see the healers use mundane techniques rather than spells and potions, unless the situation somehow called for it. Whatever the professor did, it would surely be useful for the next time an incident like this happened. Perhaps it was something else Saskia would have to investigate on the things Muggles did.

The girl nodded as she listened to what the professor had to say next. Keep the boy safe- that was easy enough to do, right? She just had to make sure he was okay. As hard it was for the girl to sit still, it was important to keep the boy alive. The last thing anyone needed was for someone to die in this party, especially from an accident that could have easily been avoided.

It was stupid, but Saskia wanted to do something. She was helping keep watch over the boy, but that wasn't enough. There were other kids who needed help, and the disco balls were still running rampant. There was so much to fix, and while other students were also helping, Saskia knew that it would take quite a while for this chaos to be sorted out. But she knew she had to keep her priorities in order. As dramatic as this would sound, if this boy died on her, his death would have been on her hands. And she wasn't about to let him die.

But then the perfect opportunity rolled in. Beside her, a girl kneeled over to check over the boy as well. "Can I help?" she asked.

Saskia glanced over to take a look at the girl. She was surprisingly pretty. Her hair was a gorgeous shade of brown that fell past her shoulders and almost seemed to shine in the lights of the disco balls. For a second, she couldn't help but stare into those bright blue eyes that had a certain shine to it, which was perhaps from her determination to help. Still, that was one second too many, and Saskia immediately pulled away from her gaze to face the boy on the ground.

"If you could make sure this boy keeps breathing, that would help a lot. Keep him in that position, and he should be fine. If there's something wrong with him, call out for help or help him out if you can. I'll be right back," she instructed the girl, mirroring what the professor had told her before. After having said that, the girl got up and had headed towards the two professors who were still dancing with each other amidst the chaos that was the first year graduation party.

After her little tirade with the professors, Saskia felt somewhat better after releasing the frustration that she was bottling up for a while. It didn't mean she was any less mad at the two incompetent adults, but it was almost satisfying to call them out for their irresponsible behaviour. However, seeing that the two other students weren't able to make the two professors budge from their spot, the girl wasn't sure whether her speech would have worked. It was long enough, and she tried to be as direct as possible, but if that wouldn't work, then what else would have?

And yet, by some miracle, it did. It actually worked. It took a while, but the Flying Professor made her way to the silver-haired professor who helped out with the boy. Saskia would have smiled, but she still had other things to do. Now wasn't the time to lose focus. She still had to go back and take care of the electrocuted boy along with the other girl.

From the corner of her eye, she could see the students working together to fend off the disco balls. Deciding to see how they were doing, she turned away from where the professors previously were and raised her eyebrows in surprise. It seemed that another miracle happened, and the balls were starting to stop. It was rather odd, seeing the balls dance in place, but if that was how it would be stopped, then Saskia wouldn't be complaining. She wasn't sure who got the balls to stop, but whoever they were, she would have to thank them for being one of the people who actually helped stop this chaos.

The girl eventually made her way back to the two kids. She hoped the boy's condition didn't worsen after she was gone, but she trusted the girl to make sure nothing went wrong with him. It was the most she could do at the moment, after all.

"I'm back. The professors are going to help out, but in the meantime, we have to make sure this boy stays in his position. I'm not sure when exactly help will arrive, but they should come by soon if nothing else goes terribly wrong-"

Just then, a scream ripped through the entire room. Saskia whipped her head towards the direction of the scream and noticed a girl who was set on fire.

"What the-?" She began to ask, widening her eyes at the sight of the other girl who sobbed and curled up in a ball as the flames licked at her.

And then, with another deafening scream, the girl cried out, "BOYFRIEND! HELP!"

Boyfriend? That was a weird way to call out for someone. Couldn't she have just used their name? But then again, maybe this 'boyfriend' liked being called as such. Eh. Romance was weird. She learned not to question the things people do for love, unless that love made the situation worse, as she had witnessed earlier.

Either way, two people came to the girl's rescue. But one of them seemed to be the likely candidate for this girl's boyfriend. Saskia looked over at Lamik, who casted the Extinguish Charm and slightly narrowed her eyes. While he could very well be the girl's boyfriend, it didn't seem like he was worried enough to check up on her. He didn't even look back at her before leaving the room. Saskia frowned, mulling over the questions that began to consume her mind. Was he really her boyfriend? How did she not hear about this before? The girl took a sharp intake of breath as she tried to steady her mind. She really needed to ask him what that was about sometime.

Regardless, Saskia turned away from the scene, glancing back at the girl with a forced smile. "Let's just keep him safe for now," she muttered as she continued to look over the electrocuted boy.

Interacting with : @Saskia Nicholson | Mentions : several people

Tatiana watched on impressed, albeit still a little stunned in place, as the Slytherin head of house moved around the room, calm and calculated. She tended to the injured student closest to her, lying him in the recovery position, while simultaneously giving instructions to the girl kneeled down next to him. She cast protective barrier spells around the unconscious student and the rest of the injured, allowing students to start making their way out of the room, or helping others out, if possible. Tatiana let out an audible sigh of relief as one of the barriers formed around the boy she'd chosen to try and help. She was somehow, through sheer luck, managing to move between one of Professor Jensen's protection spells after another.

The girl she'd offered assistance to listened as the professor spoke, taking note of her directions, before standing and making her way over the couple in the middle of the dance floor. Tatiana couldn't help but watch on, fascinated, as she scolded the two professors. With all the commotion, it was impossible to hear what she was telling them, but whatever it was seemed to be working. At least, their dancing seemed to pause for the moment. A couple of the students were trying their hands at defeating the disco death traps and, after noticing one of the casts seemed to work, her mouth dropped. Upon noticing the success of the spell, Tatiana could barely catch the whisper from the party host's mouth, as he lie on the floor, almost unconscious from his wounds. She wished she'd been standing closer, or paying closer attention, and would've caught the spell she used or the words he'd said. Maybe if she'd heard it, she could help out more.

After finally getting the flying professor and head of house's attention, the Hufflepuff made her way back to where Tatiana was crouching down on the floor. She had a concerned look on her face and moved quickly to return to the injured boy's side. As she approached, their eyes locked for a moment and Tatiana noticed her's were light, especially in contrast to her brown hair and much like her own, but certainly more green- hazel, maybe. She wasn't too dressed up, a simple red jacket and jeans, but she was sure she hadn't noticed her come in. Before the party turned into a panic, she had been standing alone, well mostly alone, and anxiously watching the door hoping to see a familiar face. Surely she'd have remembered, but maybe she came late. Joining the party after the chaos began? That must have been a sight to see.

The moment was brief, and she quickly broke their eye contact to provide further instructions. "If you could make sure this boy keeps breathing, that would help a lot. Keep him in that position, and he should be fine. If there's something wrong with him, call out for help or help him out if you can. I'll be right back." And just as quickly as she had arrived, she was off again, perhaps to further chastise the professors. Though potentially entertaining to watch, Tatiana decided her efforts would better be spent helping out in any possible way she could, even if it were minor.

As she stalked off, Tatiana turned back to the boy on the floor next to her and placed a hand in front of his mouth to see if he was breathing. Satisfied that she could feel his warm breath, even if faint, against the back of her hand, she confirmed that he was okay- at least for the time being. She knew Professor Jensen had got him in a stable position so he wouldn't harm himself, but he would need to be brought to the hospital wing as soon as possible. Too nervous to take her eyes off of him, lest he start seizing or choking, she placed a soft hand on his shoulder. She knew he was unconscious, but she just wanted to make sure he stayed in said position, and maybe also to comfort him in some way. She knew she couldn't carry him by herself and would probably need help to move him any where, so her best bet was just to stay still and try to avoid further harm.

A minute or so passed, and the girl was back, still perturbed but with slightly reassuring news. "I'm back. The professors are going to help out, but in the meantime, we have to make sure this boy stays in his position. I'm not sure when exactly help will arrive, but they should come by soon if nothing else goes terribly wrong-" she was quickly caught off by the screams of another girl nearby. She had been hit by one of the flaming disco balls and her clothes had caught fire. She started crying out for her boyfriend and curled up in a fetal position. Tatiana's heart was pounding as she watched in horror, but was grateful it didn't last long. Luckily another student, her boyfriend, maybe- didn't matter- cast the extinguishing charm on her, snuffing the flames. At least she had gotten help, and it was Tatiana's turn to assist. "Let's just keep him safe for now." She nodded in agreement, whipping her head around to watch for any incoming projectiles. Not all of the disco balls had been subdued, and until then, transporting him the hospital wing would have to wait.

In the meantime, she figured a little praise over the girl's love-gaze breaking efforts couldn't hurt anyone. "I'm not sure what you said to the love birds, but it seemed to work," she grinned, motioning to the couple in the middle of the floor who seemed to be finally separating and taking note of the anarchy surrounding them. Even among the chaos, she managed a smile, humored that it had taken so many separate efforts to convince the two professors to stop focusing on each other for even a second. It was sweet, maybe. Maybe it was creepy. Maybe it was sweet in it's own... creepy kind of way? Whatever it was, at least it was over, even if temporarily. Students had been electrocuted and lit on fire, for Godric's sake, and they were going to need all the help they could get- even if it was from two people who were very clearly sick in love.

{ Interacting with Lamik Fillestar, Olphie Bercegeay, Mari Haynes | Mentions Caradoc }

Hjørdis nodded as the boy [LAMIK] agreed to go find the antidotes. That would have to do for now. Hopefully he would return soon - or the potion would wear off soon. How long had it even been there? The Professor immediately got busy to start looking around the room and accessing the situation. There were still plenty of disco balls around. A few people seemed to be able to handle them. She nodded, the students could deal with them. They were capable witches and wizards - far more capable than her colleagues right now.

Feeling a tap on her shoulder, she quickly turned to see if someone needed her help. Her gaze fell onto Olphie Bercegeay staring at her. Did she snap out of it?! The relief surged through her, her expression likely giving it away. She was actually pleased to see Olphie for once. In their brief encounters in the past, Hjørdis was definitely more than happy to avoid her. If being in Olphie's office taught her anything, it was that Hjørdis needed to keep her distance. For once, however, she was glad to see her when the Flying Professor asked if there was anything they could do to help. Did that mean they both snapped out of it? God, she hoped so.

"Students hit have been electrocuted. They need medical. Now. Caradoc can heal them if he's..." She looked over to him, a look of desperation in her eyes, trying to see if he had snapped out of it before quickly carrying on, "Well, if not, just force him to heal them. Tell him you'll, I don't know, kiss him or go on dates for every kid he heals," Hjørdis quickly made up something that would hopefully trick an obsessed Caradoc into helping. Her tone of voice was quicker than usual, "Or get them to the Hospital Wing. ASAP." She literally said 'ASAP' instead of as soon as possible, a sign that she was getting desperate here.

The Hospital Wing was probably the best bet. They would have antidotes up there too. If Browne had not been cured by then, getting him into the wing was better than keeping him here. At least he would then be closer to the antidote and not in any danger. Right now, her biggest worry was that they would just get in the way. She needed students in the hospital wing, she could not carry them all.

A scream pierced through the room. Someone screaming for her boyfriend, calling for help. Her eyes quickly searched for the source of the screams. It was not hard to find. The fire was a giveaway. Her eyes widened - what moron used incendio in a situation like this?! A few nearby students were already casting the extinguishing charm, which made things far easier. "Sh-" She started to curse under her breathe, "I'll get her. You both get them!" She said quickly to Olphie, instructing her to get to the unconscious students, quickly rushing towards the student screaming for attention.

If the extinguishing charms did not work, she would cast her own extinguo on her. "Hey, hey, you okay?" She asked, hoping that the girl stopped sobbing in a moment. This really was not the place to sob. "Protego!" She casted as she waved her hand near them, trying to block the disco balls from hitting them. The crying child really did not need to be hit by an electrocuting ball after being on fire, "Can you move? Can you get yourself to the wing?" She asked her quickly, trying to encourage her to get out of the room and get somewhere safer. If she could walk on her own, that would be much better.

Outfit of the day

When Airlia was getting ready she was brushing her hair in one of the girl's bathrooms. No one was there and she wondered where all the girls were. Getting dressed for a gala took time. You had to do your hair, makeup, nails, get dressed and apply a bit of perfume before doing a final check-up on your appearance. And that wasn't a simple form to follow.

Airlia hated having her dress on the floor before she finally climbed into it and had to move like a contortionist to get the zipper closed. She really had relied on someone being here to help her with that part but eventually, she did just fine on her own.

The dress she wore had been chosen and packed by her mother this event in mind. So of course when wearing her ridiculously expensive ballgown Airlia thought that people would be dressed formally too... She was wrong. She walked through the halls of the castle-like some lost princess dropped down from her fairyland to reality. He dress was thin and formfitting with an almost spiderweb-like pattern embellishing it with thin silvery strings that glimmered when the light hit it. It was a light pink color, fitted from the waist and with an ombre effect turning to white as the bottom of the dress hit the floor.

If only she'd known the theme of the party wasn't formal wear. It was disco. And there she stood by the doors of the great hall, flush appearing at her cheeks as she looked around her embarrassed. A dico ball hung from the roof and people were wearing strange fashion, the kind Airlia had never seen before. Neon colors, latex, leotards and huge curly hair. She didn't fit in at all.

And it was humiliating. Airlia was sure her mother had known that this party wasn't really a gala or a formal event and had been out to make Airlia look superior by making her wear something elegant.

It only took a few seconds for people to notice and start whispering as they pointed fingers and laughed. Airlia was out of the great hall in a blink of an eye. Or at least that had been the plan until she tripped on the bottom of her dress and fell flat on her face in front of everyone.

Reigning in the tears Airlia left the great hall with all the grace of a manatee on land. And headed to the lakeside to wait for others to go to bed so she can go into the dorm room unnoticed.

⬇ The Dress ⬇

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Alright! This would be my last moderation post for this party! Thank you all for coming and have fun wrapping things up!